The speed at which the Yin Spirit erupted exceeded almost one hundred and fifty meters, which was extremely terrifying.

"Invisible matter is indeed three points faster than normal humans." Qin Heng looked at the Yin Soul who was getting farther and farther away from him, and his face became even more ugly.

Zi Moxin didn't expect anything to attack her at all, and with her being a little guy who couldn't even release her qi, she couldn't see the existence of the yin soul at all.

In fact, even Su Zili only saw a little phantom of the ghost.

"Woohoo." The ghost let out a frantic whimper, its voice was like the low sobs of a baby, and ordinary people would be scared to death when they heard it.

Qin Heng's gaze swept sharply at Yin Soul's body, he had a deep understanding of these things.

As the saying goes, people are humane, and rats have rats.

Cultivating to become a real monk and strong person does not have to follow the right path, and there are all kinds of evil ways of all kinds of large and small evil sects, just like low-level ghost hunting, practicing demon paths with human bodies, and so on.

The Bloodlust Spell is one, but slightly more advanced.

Yin Soul is also a method of cultivation, they are collectively called raising ghosts, and people who practice this kind of magic will raise some very powerful ghosts to use as a means of attack.

This kind of person himself is not highly cultivated, but the ghosts he raises are extremely sharp.

Back then, Qin Heng had seen a ghost king whose strength had reached the pinnacle of the human god transformation stage, and that kind of cultivation realm could even be called it

It's half a ghost.

If some powerful Yin Souls are out of the control of cultivators, as long as the time is long, they will have spiritual wisdom, and they will simply devour human beings to enhance their cultivation, and even comprehend the method of seizing the sacrifice by themselves.

"This kind of thousand-year-old ghost, I'm afraid it has really learned to give up, if you let it get close to Zi Moxin, there is definitely only a dead end." Qin Heng remembered his previous memories, and his face became even more difficult to look at.

According to Zi Moxin's daughter's body, Xiu Wei was suppressed by this yin soul again, and I am afraid that it will be taken away in ten seconds at most.

Qin Heng was not sure that he would be able to force the Yin Soul out of Zi Mo's heart within ten seconds.

"Woohoo." The yin spirit had already arrived in front of Zi Moxin's face, and he was greeted by a large gulp of blood and devoured it.

"It's too late." Qin Heng clearly saw the Yin Spirit's every move, and in a hurry, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted it violently at his fingers, and blood covered the tips of his fingers.

"Wind Escape."

Qin Heng waved his hand violently at Zi Moxin in front of him, and a magic decision turned into thunder and lightning, hitting Zi Moxin's snow-white waist fiercely. Soon, the mark on his waist disappeared.

The ghost just arrived, but it was only a bite down, only to find that it didn't bite anything.

"Roar!"

The wisdom of this yin soul is indeed not low, and he already understood what Qin Heng had done at the first time, and turned his head and roared at Qin Heng twice with his teeth and claws.

The yin qi of the yin soul is covered with it, and it is actually going to attack itself.

"Huh?" Qin Heng was taken aback, but he had already prepared it for a long time, and he shook his hand and passed the Wind Blade Technique.

"Whew."

The Yin Spirit saw the Wind Blade Technique attacking, and it actually opened its mouth to spew out a cloud of mist, which instantly covered the Wind Blade Technique.

Qin Heng's incomparably sharp wind blade technique of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation actually failed, and after being wrapped in mist, the mud cow entered the sea without a sound message.

"Ya, my cultivation is higher than mine." Qin Heng's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that this Yin Soul would actually be able to cultivate to such a realm, in just one fight, he understood that this Yin Soul had at least the strength of the eighth level of Qi cultivation.

"Woo." The Shadow Spirits greeted again.

"Su Zili, you immediately take Zi Moxin out of here, hurry up and !!" Qin Heng watched the Yin Soul rush in, he looked at the Yin Soul with a cold face, pinched his fingers with both hands, and his body shook out of a gossip formation form.

Wind gossip step.

Swish!!!

The Yin Soul passed through Qin Heng's illusory shadow, however, it stretched out its claws and swiped quickly towards the void.

"Huh."

Qin Heng's figure was stunned, and after he stopped, he found that there were three blood marks formed by claws on his waist, and the blood was falling straight down.

"Brother Qin!!"

Su Zili saw Zi Moxin who suddenly appeared beside him, and he immediately pulled Zi Moxin away, but at this time, when he saw Qin Heng's injury, his face changed, and he called.

"Get out of here!!" After Qin Heng stopped the blood, he shouted again with an ugly face as he watched the Yin Ghost attack again.

The Yin Soul couldn't clean himself up for a while, but he couldn't intercept Su Zili or Zi Moxin.

"I see." Su Zili nodded, pulling the puzzled Zi Moxin and quickly escaping.

"Whew!"

The Yin Spirit stretched out its claws, and the pale black mist quickly condensed on the claws, making it a boss.

Its figure flew over, and the speed was still amazingly fast, under this speed, Qin Heng couldn't escape at all.

Of course, Qin Heng didn't dare to escape, because if he ran away, I was afraid that this Yin Soul would choose other targets, and the Yin Soul's characteristic was that as long as it devoured enough souls, its cultivation would also increase.

Therefore, as long as enough people are killed, the cultivation of this Yin Soul may even break through the ninth layer of Qi cultivation and even become a monster with the strength of the foundation building period.

At that time, let alone Qin Heng, I'm afraid it's hard to say if there is anyone in this world who can clean up this ghost.

"The wind is blowing at an inch."

Qin Heng's speed was not as fast as Yin Soul, and he didn't think about blindly escaping now, so he used the newly researched spell skills.

His body was covered with strong spell fluctuations, and his whole person directly turned into dozens of phantoms, and for a moment, dozens of Qin Heng seemed to appear on the ground.

The vague black shadow yin soul glanced at the many Qin Heng's bodies.

"Tear up."

The Yin Soul stretched out its claws and pulled it, as if it were a sickle, and it swept directly through the four phantoms, as if it were cut into tofu.

The phantom was directly split into segments, and Qin Heng's phantom was missing four.

"Inch, wind cannon!" Qin Heng burst out, and his right hand condensed a tornado, and in the direction of the Yin Spirit, it was directly hit by a wind speed cannon.

At this time, dozens of phantoms all made the act of wind speed cannons.

However, these speed cannons are not fake.

Thundered!!!

Dozens of wind speed cannons were like roaring tornadoes, aiming in the direction of the Yin Spirit, and slammed into the past.

The powerful wind cannons were extremely terrifying, and they collided with each other to form a turbulent wind flow, crushing and crushing everything around them, as if nothing was allowed except the wind.

"Whew."

Qin Heng's figure flashed, and he stood a hundred meters away, he was not in such a good state at this time, his forehead was full of sweat, not to mention, he kept panting.

"Consuming seventy percent of the spiritual power in one go, this move is unexpectedly able to be used with an inch, and the power is really great." Qin Heng pinched a low-grade wind attribute spirit stone in each of his hands, and looked at the turbulent wind area not far away, he himself was taken aback.

"Woohoo."

Suddenly, a whimper sounded in the center of the Turbulent Belt.

Qin Heng's pupils contracted suddenly, and he almost couldn't even grasp the spirit stone in his hand steadily, and he was about to fall to the ground.

***

"Brother Qin will be fine, right?" Zi Mo listened to Su Zili's speech, and there was a smile on his face.

What kind of yin monster, she has never heard of it when she is so old, she still thinks it is a joke between Su Zili and Qin Heng.

"It's hard to say, so when you meet up with the army, let the soldiers send you back. Brother Qin is adventurous, I have to do something. Su Zili said with a frown.

"Do something?" Zi Moxin looked at Su Zili's expression, and she finally believed that Su Zili was not joking.

Su Zili didn't have time to answer Zi Moxin, he was thinking hard about what could help Qin Heng.

"I'll go with you." Zi Moxin seemed to have made a big decision.

"Oh...... What the? No way! Su Zili's spirit was in a state of wandering, and now when he heard Zi Moxin's words, he was startled and immediately objected.

"I want to do something too! Please. Zi Moxin showed big watery eyes and smiled bitterly.

"This ...... Maybe...... Can you help me get to the United States? Su Zili said suddenly.

"To the United States?" Zi Mo was stunned.

(Xiaobai reminded me: The Black Crystal Snake was placed in Huaxiong Manor in the United States and not brought back, readers are thinking about how Su Zili helped Qin Heng!) ）